Last week I stepped outside my front door on a springlike morning. Ahhhh, so beautiful! Then I looked down at the porch where I was standing and saw a hundred dried up worms that were the residual from the previous day’s rain. I stepped back inside the door and grabbed the broom and began my efforts at ridding the concrete of the crusty creepies.
That was only ONE of the many not so glamorous tasks I did that day. My work also included cleaning out the kitty litter box, doing laundry, cleaning the bathrooms….well, you get the idea. It was a day full of dirty jobs, but it was my day and also my delight to serve the Lord in my home – in this quiet corner of my world.
For the last several months, in between my chores, I’ve been studying in preparation for a Ladies’ Prayer Advance where I was to speak. I always feel the heavy weight of responsibility of giving out God’s Word.
It MUST be accurate.
It must be in context.
It must be applied.
The day after sweeping up the dried worms, I made my way to that conference where for the next several days I had the blessing of speaking, but also gleaning from the other speakers. .
I had the joy of gathering with about 300 women to worship, pray and pour over Scripture. I had the delight of meeting so many ladies, of listening to their hearts as they introduced themselves to me. It was a blessing to stop and pray with each one who shared a burden or need.
It was exhilarating. It was a far cry from sweeping up dead worms!
But as all wonderful weekends do, the conference came to a close and we headed home. Monday morning I stepped out to take my daily walk and I was greeted once again with…dead worms. When I returned home from my exercise, I got the broom and got back to the task of trying to sweep them away.
As I swept I thought about the invigorating days that came between my lowly task of sweeping the porch. I was reminded that THIS is what life is. It’s full of high’s and low’s. It’s not always worship songs and wondrous events – it’s also worms and work.
But every day, every task, every moment belongs to the Lord. He has called us to this moment. We must be faithful whether we’re on a platform or the front porch. How are we to push through on the days that are not so glamorous or fun? The difference is our worship.
Personal worship of God each day can elevate the mundane into the momentous.
Where does today find you? On the day when it’s not your birthday, you’re not on vacation or headed to a Ladies’ conference, but you find yourself doing the monotonous, turn your heart to our great God. Open His Word and find the wonder of Him throughout the pages of Scripture. Bow at His feet and adore Him. That act will turn your heart into a sanctuary of praise.
Some verses that remind us of this truth:
And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men. Co. 3:23
Praise the Lord, my soul; all my inmost being, praise his holy name. Ps. 103:1
For from him and through him and for him are all things.To him be the glory forever! Amen. Romans 11:36
Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me?Put your hope in God,f or I will yet praise him,my Savior and my God. Ps. 42:11
It won’t matter that you’re “just at home” or “on your way to work.” You will be filled with the Spirit of the One that created you as much for this moment as He did for the “more holy” tasks. Worship makes those worms momentous. Sound silly? Try it and see how worshiping God elevates your mundane into the momentous!